Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Wilderness



This dawn light, lying warm, horizon-low
This stack of slices, processed-flour snow
A plastic pitcher full of purple juice
This jug of wine, this loaf of bread, and Thou.

--image courtesy of Magpie Tales

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1 comment:

SilverGardenia said...

I like the rhythm.